Fat poisoning again

At work today, just before and during the lunch break, I had a new case of fat poisoning. Or at least to the best of my knowledge that is what causes it. The symptoms are not obviously connected to fat in any way, they are mostly neurological. First I felt very sleepy. This is not something unique and exciting on a Monday, so I paid no heed to it. But after a while the classic symptoms of hypothermia began: Feeling of cold from inside, shivering and then shaking uncontrollably from frost, teeth clattering. Queasiness and sudden bowel activity as the muscles of the digestive tract also join the desperate attempt to heat the body, along with the usually voluntary muscles of arms, legs, neck etc. It is basically as if the body had been cooled down to a dangerous level.

I put on the outdoors clothes I had used on my way to work, and started opening and closing my arms and walking in place, lifting my feet as if walking knee-deep in loose desert sand (a mental image meant to heat the body along with the heat from the muscles). It took about half an hour, but I seem to be over it now.

I suspect the noodles. Due to sores in my mouth, I have stuck to low-friction food this weekend. (The sores are healing now, by the way.) In the evening I ate a plate of noodles, but after a while I grew hungry again and cooked another. I have read that noodles are fat bombs, but I have not had a problem with just one of them. The thing is, the dry weight of a package of noodles is pretty small, so even if it consists almost entirely of carbohydrates and fat, there just isn’t enough fat in them after cooking to set off my system. Two of them within 4 hours seem to be too much, though. So now I know.

Also, I know that I still have this mysterious fat sensitivity. It’s been many months since I have had a serious fat attack, possibly a couple years, so I was starting to wonder if it had healed. Obviously it had not. Well, that means no low-carbohydrate diet for me. I thought so. But having lost a few pounds from all the walking, I am growing hungrier than I used to. Noodles are not the answer, it seems.

Yeah, this is the kind of entry that should go into the new more personal sub-blog because it has a very limited appeal. I haven’t been able to set up the new blog yet though. There is backing up to do, installation etc. Have upgraded WordPress and PHP so far. Now it is midnight again.

No more growth

Find three errors: 1) There is a computer, and yet there is a physical bookshelf. 2) There is a computer, and yet there is a physical chess board. 3) The computer is big and clumsy, instead of just a small tablet you can bring with you everywhere.

It is a matter of great concern to economists, and lately to politicians and society at large, when economic growth slows down. But this may be misguided. Sometimes slower economic growth is a GOOD thing. Let me explain.

If you look at the world economy in 2011, you will notice that growth is rapid in developing countries that are not in a state of war or civil war. It is much lower in mature economies, such as those of western Europe and north America. This is as it should be. People in India and China urgently need new shoes and roads to use them on. These things are easily measured in currency. If the shoes become cheaper, people buy new ones when their kids grow out of them instead of waiting until it hurts. As they become richer, they add more meat to the rice. Eventually they can afford a bike and later a car. All this is easy to measure with the tools of traditional economy, for it was developed under similar circumstances in the West.

But when we switch from buying physical books to e-books, the price eventually comes down (although it took its sweet time, and I’m looking at you Amazon and B&N!). You don’t need to chop down trees, drive lorries with wood to the pulp factory, drive lorries with paper (and occasionally one with ink) to the printing presses, drive lorries with printed books to the warehouses, drive lorries with the same books to the book stores, and have helpful clerks hovering over the gullible-looking customers. Gradually these savings trickle down to the customers. This is economic anti-growth.

Think about it. Up to a point, books are like children’s shoes in a developing country: You wish you could afford more of them. But for most Americans and Europeans today, the number of books is determined by how much time you want to spend reading books. (I suspect this to be even truer when you don’t have a visible bookshelf that other people can see.) There are certainly exceptions to this, and you are one of them: If you did not like long texts, you would not read this right now. But there are still hundreds of millions of people who are Not Like You.

And because of this, we no longer pay to employ the lumberjacks and truck drivers and the guys at the printing press. And, to great lament among fellow book lovers, even the bookstore clerks. Light knows how long even the librarians will have a job to go to. But the thing is, this does not mean people buy fewer books. People buy MORE books, although it is probably just us bibliophiles who make up almost all of that.

The gradual withering of the printed book business contributes negatively to economic growth in the official statistic. That is to say, if there is some growth in other parts of the economy, the sum might still be zero because of this. And because the same thing happens to newspapers. And because the same thing happens to CDs. And DVDs. And banks. And…

Do you see it from this angle now? Do you know what I mean? Sometimes economic anti-growth is a good thing. You get the same thing, or pretty much the same thing, without the middlemen. There is no need to spend that much money and employ that many people.

But the people who lose their jobs! It isn’t their fault! What about them? Well, I suppose we could levy a tax on e-books and use it to employ people to cut down threes, drive them to the factory, drive the paper to the printing press and print book, then drive them to large storage halls in the Nevada desert and store them there until the Internet age ends. Or we could ship them off to the moon where there is no pesky humidity and they remain pristine for a hundred million years, so that future visitors from around the galaxy can see that once, we read books.

Most people are probably not going to pay for this voluntarily, though. They tend to find other ways to spend the money they save on books, or newspapers, or movies. The balance between finding new needs and filling the old needs more cheaply is what determines growth in a mature society. This process of rapid change means some people just can’t hang on. Most lumberjacks can’t get a job at Amazon, and quite possibly not in whatever else people now find to spend their money on.

So we have a growing part of the populace who are not employed. That is to say, they don’t have the skills or the means to do something that makes other people happy. If you find something to do that makes people happier, those people are probably willing to pay you. For instance, people here in Scandinavia and increasingly also in the USA are willing to pay for streaming music that they could have stolen for free on Pirate Bay

The rapid economic growth in the western world after World War 2 was to a large degree caused by women redefining the borders of work. In the past, housewives cooked, cleaned, looked after the sick and elderly, and raised children. They did all this for “free”, or rather for a portion of the husband’s income, mostly without formal transfer of payment. Today women are usually employed outside the home, and those who look after children usually look after other people’s children for a modest pay. The elderly live in institutions, as do the chronically ill. Food is often prepared completely or partially outside the home, and again money is changing hands formally, making it seem like there is more economic activity than it was when the wives did it. But this process has stopped. There is no more pseudo-growth to get out of this, well unless prostitution becomes commonly accepted and part of the ordinary labor force. Then we can do away with families entirely. I am not recommending it, but it would increase “economic growth” in official statistics.

My point is that “economic growth” is not always a measure of something good, and its opposite is not always a sign that something is horribly wrong. The question is how we can deal with this change in the mature economies. Should we send the lumberjacks back to the kitchen, to raise their children and look after their frail mother-in-law while the wife is out earning money as an economist? Or should we, as in northern Europe, offer generous disability pensions to people who are unable to adapt to the changing employment? Or should we, as it seems some Americans favor, “just let them die”? I think what we choose in this regard will define us as a civilization, and our decisions are also based on the kind of culture we already have.

But what we cannot do any longer is grow our way out of all hard choices. We have faked it for a while with bubble economy, selling stocks or houses to each other for every higher price, but this is just mock-up and make-believe. We have to make our choices or face the consequences: For to decide not to make a choice is also a choice, and rarely the best one.

Dividing the Chaos Node?

I already use my serious-brain, but should it have its own journal?

I have been reviewing my journal again. Since times immemorial (OK, 1998), I have written about all kinds of things. About what happens in my life, such as it is; my opinions on various things; review of computers and computer games, anime, books. Analysis of the world economy, reflections on various scientific matters, mainly within psychology, sociology, and information technology. And lately more and more religious and spiritual topics. And it’s all just mixed together.

So if someone comes here through Google to read about City of Heroes, the next day there may be an entry about some Orthodox saint from before the Dark Ages. That will send them packing for sure. Conversely, someone may show up to read about Happy Science (evidently I am the first thing you get if you google for “Happy Science” Norway… imagine that) and instead find me writing about the health benefits of extensive walking or the importance of dried plums for colorectal health. -_-;

So I have made a mental image of a possible new way to organize the website. Instead of one blog with all categories, it might have several levels. It would start with the main site but instead of going on to this blog, you would get a choice between Time and Eternity. Eternity would of course contain the entries on religion, spirituality and perennial philosophy.

The “Time” link would then take you to a choice between Science, Entertainment and Slice of Life.  Science would be the good old gray entries: Economy, information technology, psychology, sociology, physiology. I might consider spinning off economy since I have particular expertise on that, but probably not – I have more or less given up on humans in that regard.

“Entertainment” would then be reviews of computer games, anime, occasionally music and fiction books. The drawback here is that this part of my life seems to be shrinking slowly over time and may end up more or less deserted, since this is where the spiritual interests are grabbing their spare time from, mostly.

“Slice of life” would be the most personal stuff. I might even have a separate health blog which people would not be interested in reading until after I die, in which case it might be interesting to know. I don’t really think it should interest many other people as long as I can continue to write. So the slice of life would be the rest, if there is any. And perhaps meta entries like this.

The problem with this is that my life and thinking is not really that fragmented. When I think about science or religion it is often because of something I have noticed in my daily life. Also, psychology and religion overlap to some degree, as do sociology with both of them. And the state of your soul can greatly influence your body, and sometimes the other way around.

To take an example I thought of today: Norwegians have grown a lot heavier after they stopped saying grace. On the other hand, the Japanese mostly still say “Itadakimasu” before they eat, and are not gaining weight as fast. From the obesity “epidemic” in America, I would guess they have stopped saying grace as well? But what is cause and what is effect here:  If I were obese from overindulgence, I would probably have problems communing with the Light at mealtime as well. Kind of like it is hard to pray at bedtime if there are every new people in your bed; but conversely, it is probably hard to get ever new people into your bed if you pray by it regularly. Cause and effect can be really hard to tell apart!

And so it is with the various parts of my life as well, they can be hard to tell apart, and therefore hard to write apart.  I wonder if I should try anyway, just to make the Chaos Node a bit less chaotic.

A little sci-fi by me!

The “cauldron” to the left is a nano-factory, able to produce a set range of objects by the use of ambient energy and trace materials. The glowing book on the pedestal is able to gradually change the brain function of those who spend enough time reading it. And the telephone to the right is able to resurrect the recently dead – at least some of the time. We also see a glimpse of the Energizer that fully recharges a sim in a matter of minutes using only electricity.

Kristi’s comment about the separation of future humans into knowers and know-nots made me fish out this short piece of sci-fi that I wrote for the game The Sims 2, to explain the appearance of Magic in the final expansion pack for that game. Set in the Sims universe, the people there are called sims, and obviously this is a work of fiction, not even intended to be true. After all, the future usually comes while we look the other way, right? ^_^

 

Artificial intelligence never lived up to its promises. The Age of Transcend therefore began around 2045, when adventurous sims began implanting multiple wireless computer interfaces in their brains. Through these, main parts of their brains had access to virtually unlimited knowledge, processing power, pure logic and funny cat pictures. At first, insanity and death was common, one often leading to the other. But the survivors used their greatly enhanced skills to solve the problems, and around 2050 it was becoming safe to become such a greatly augmented human. From now on, they used their superhuman skills to improve their superhuman skills, and by around 2055 had reached the level of “Weakly Godlike Superintelligence”. At this point, any discoveries and inventions they made were impossible to explain to a mere human, although they could certainly be demonstrated, and in a few cases even copied by slavishly following the template given by the Transcend.

It was also in 2055 that the Transcend, as they were now collectively named, invited anyone who wanted to join their rank. Perhaps surprisingly, most sims preferred to stay on a merely human level – or perhaps they just never got around to do anything about it. In any case, only a tiny minority joined the Transcend, although the number was more than an order of magnitude higher than the 144000 later bandied about by legends. Some historians think as many as one in thousand joined the Transcend, and it was invariably the most talented, adventurous and creative who did so. During this third phase, the Transcend had little to do with ordinary sims. Whatever they did, it took place in virtual realms, or in outer space, or in other dimensions. They left the world alone – and eventually, in 2060, they left the world altogether. After announcing “Our work here is complete”, on the night of Passover, 2060, all the Transcend disappeared bodily from Sim Earth and were never heard of again. Whether “here” referred to this planet, this galaxy, this universe or even this general type of universe, they were gone without a trace. Well, apart from the few mysterious inventions they had deigned to share with simkind five years ago, known from now on as “Transcend relics”. Intentionally, perhaps as some kind of joke on our expense, these objects were frequently made to look like arcane items from folklore: Wands, broomsticks, grimoires, cauldrons. But they also left behind a substantial medical knowledge, advanced robotics, and the technology of teleportation.

The world after the Transcend was a strange place: Bereft of almost all genius, it became a thoroughly mundane place, technologically stagnant yet prospering by the few crumbs fallen from the table of those who had left us behind.

“Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.” -Arthur C. Clarke.

“Any technology, no matter how primitive, is magic to those who don’t understand it.” -Florence Ambrose.

Preparing for the inconceivable

This, gentle reader, is how you are likely to feel at the end of today’s entry.

I was browsing the latest issue of The Economist, where they commented on the plans for a new high-speed railroad in the UK. They did not much like it, thinking it was bad economy. But what struck me was reading that a certain stretch of railroad was supposed to be finished in 2043, and I thought: “Humans will use railroads in 2043??” and then, “Will there even be humans as we know them in 2043?”

I personally assume that there will indeed be humans similar to us in 2043, unless some global disaster befalls us (like genetically engineered viruses, man-made black holes, or the unexpected wayward asteroid). Looking up, it seems that Ray Kurzweil agrees, the Singularity is not until 2045. Close call though. I am pretty sure it was 2040 a while ago, and even earlier some years ago. I guess programming artificial intelligence is harder than expected, especially when Kurzweil is no longer doing it himself. (He is the guy behind the product that eventually became Dragon NaturallySpeaking, the speech recognition software that is better than a professional human at transcribing speech. Some training required.)

The Singularity, strictly speaking, is when artificial intelligence (or artificially augmented human intelligence) starts a runaway process of self-improvement at an exponential rate. Whether this ever happens is still hotly debated. But there is something else that is not: The knowledge explosion.

You may have heard of Moore’s Law, about the progress of information technology. It has taken on its own life — in its older form it said that the density of integrated circuits doubled every two years, now it is widely cited as “the performance of computer hardware doubles every 18 months”, which is roughly what we have experienced for the last couple decades. But others have expanded this law into the past (the rate of technological progress has increased for thousands of years, although in fits and starts) and even into biological evolution, which also seems to have happened faster and faster: Life remained single-celled for some 3 billion years if not more before it started getting more complex.

Anyway, the sum of all this: The accelerating acceleration of change is accelerating. Change is not just happening faster and faster, the pace at which it happens faster and faster is itself getting faster. The knowledge we have allows us to create new tools that let us gather more knowledge faster, and this new knowledge lets us gather more knowledge faster again. We are quietly approaching the point (if we aren’t there already) where the sum of gathered data at the beginning of the year is less than what is discovered at the end of the year. Of course, most of these data are just more details about things we already know in outline, but it is still a pretty mind-boggling thought.

At some point in the lifetime of today’s middle-aged people, this process is expected to reach the level where knowledge doubles each DAY. Ah, thank you Google: “Currently, Kurtzweil estimates that knowledge doubles every 5 years. By the year 2040 it will be doubling every day.” If life expectation continues to increase by 5 hours a day as it has done lately, a good number of my classmates should be around to see it. I would not mind being there too, but of course it is no certainty.

Now, give this a brief thought. What you do today, the way your life is heading into the future – how relevant will that be in 2040 – plus minus a couple years – when human knowledge doubles Every Day? Mind you, that is the human knowledge of 2040 that doubles every day, which is in itself thousands of times the knowledge we have today. Because it has doubled every week, month and year for some time. In fact, if it miraculously only doubled every year for these 29 years, it would still be 2^29= 536 870 912 times more than now.

In reality, this speed is expected to be surpassed in a few years. And this wealth of information, hundreds of millions of times more than today (more realistically billions of times more) is what will double every day, or perhaps it is down to every hour or two in 2043, at the time when this railroad is supposed to be finished.

Will we still take trains from London to Leeds when we know a billion times more than we do today? And will learn a billion times more than we know today over the duration of the train trip?

Mansplaining mansplained

The man knows the reason, and he is not afraid to tell you, using words that even your small brain can understand.

If you wander into the oddly colored outskirts of the Internet, you may come across weird words like “mansplaining”. This is at its core the need we men have to explain things in detail to women who know those things better than we do. The word is slowly catching on and getting a wider definition – men can now mansplain to men and even some women can mansplain. This is probably because we do not have a good word that means the exact opposite of “shut up, listen, and learn”.

Actually we don’t have a word for “shut up, listen and learn” either, I think. If we could verb “meekness”, it would at least be in the same neighborhood. It is no big surprise then that meekness is not seen as a great manly virtue among the worldly. Even though arguably, as the ancients said, the greatest victory is over oneself.

I don’t think mansplaining is a secret weapon of the patriarchy, or even that men are too stupid to realize we are stupid. Rather, I suspect that it has to do with reproduction. I think it serves a similar purpose as the peacock’s tail, to impress the chicks. And even when it fails to impress – as it often does these days when women have longer education than men – at least it leaves them in no doubt as to your gender.

Likewise there is a tendency among women who like a man, to play along with his self-styled omniscience. This again encourages the man and puffs him up in his self-importance. And due to the roots in reproduction, this process can be particularly pleasurable. This is something that I remember the elders of the Christian Church warned against. Those men who had come to a life in which they were qualified to teach others and give advice, should take particular care to not needlessly spend their time advising women in matters where they might as well ask another woman, and in particular not alone.  Stories from other denominations have borne this out; it is a slippery slope.

But even apart from that, the ego has a tendency to eat and grow strong from such activity. It requires an effort – or at best lifelong vigilance – to shut up, listen and learn.

 

River of Light

This is not how it looks at first, when there may be just a single faint star in a dark night. This is how it may look eventually, when the Light is breaking through in earnest. “The path of the righteous is like a radiant light that grows brighter and brighter until it is high noon”, as someone said around 2500 years ago.

Over at the One Cosmos blog, I am learning that Fridtjof Schuon plagiarized me years before myself, only better: “Thus meditation may be compared not so much to a light kindled in a dark room, as to an opening made in the wall of that room to allow the light to enter — a light which preexists outside and is in no way produced by the action of piercing the wall….

See, I tried to tell y’all! It is all about spiritual aperture science. We start with perhaps a pinhole crack in the cosmic egg, and then we latch on to it and as the light flows in, it grows stronger and stronger, until it becomes irresistible or nearly so.

I remember when I was a boy, in the small river or big stream that passed through our farm, there was a tongue of land that stuck out in the river. There stood a tree, clinging to a stone, and had stood since long before my time. One day, driven by my curiosity, I found the narrowest part of the miniature peninsula. There I pulled a line with a stick, making a tiny furrow that just a little water could run through. A few days later, the rock and its tree were an island in the river. (The tree, unfortunately, lost its life not long after due to this experiment.)

In our spiritual life (if any) it doesn’t go quite that fast. And the channel may need to be kept open “manually”, at least for a while. But this manual labor, as it were, is not what produces the Light.

Nor does prayer create holiness. Rather, there is a “pressure” of holiness so that it flows into our emptiness, if any.  Or you could say that when you pull the heavy curtains away from your window, this act does not create the sun outside.

This is what I believe, and I think I have good reason to. I am not a saint or guru, but neither is this just something I have read in some book and can parrot.

That’s why, to paraphrase Bob, you don’t need to make a god in your image in your head. Simply turning in the direction of Perfection, or Completion, or preferably both of the above, and looking in the dark for the tiniest crack. You don’t need to know what is on the other side until you see it. It is not like Moses, for instance, had the Torah when he started. The Light breaks through wherever there is a soft spot in some human heart, a crack in the shell of self centeredness. For most of us, of course, this happens through the words (and life) of those who have already been there and been done that to.

Or that’s how I see it tonight.

Moron exposure

Immediate reaction to being exposed to morons, screenshot from City of Heroes. We are obviously not talking about latter-day (or any other) saints here.

In the game City of Heroes there is a science enhancement called “boron exposure”. The logic behind this will be explained below, so I’ll just mention that I created a brute-type character named Moron Exposure.

In real life, it is easy to see oneself as being exposed to morons, an old word for people with severe cognitive challenges. Or in other words, really stupid people. The somewhat less flattering truth is that we all risk functioning on a moronic level when we go beyond the limits of our competence. In some cases there is a sudden cutoff, in other cases it is more of a slope: The further we get from what we know, the more stupid our thinking becomes.

Be that as it may, even the competent may make mistakes. A slip of attention, an unfamiliar task, and you end up sending off a job badly done. This happened just yesterday with Form Regnskap here in Mandal, an accounting company that among its clients count my landlord’s company. They sent me, on behalf of said company, an invoice for two different costs related to the house.

According to the contract, I am to pay the costs of water, sewage, garbaged disposal etc. This is somewhat unusual around here, usually these are included in the rent. Anyway, all of these were on the invoice. Unfortunately, some of them shouldn’t have been. I already paid the garbage disposal fee directly, in fact it was one of the first thing I did after moving in. As for the other fees, it is not possible to see whether they are for the whole house or only half. Looks like the first, unless the house has been sectioned off into two independently owned parts. This is possible but not something you’d do if you plan to sell the whole building again at some future time. I’ll have to check this with the municipality. It is pretty clear that I can’t rely on the accounting firm.

I intend to counter-invoice them for the time I have to spend clearing this up. Not as any sort of punishment, but I already work full time. I am not obliged to work for free on behalf of other people’s accounting firms.

***

While my first reaction was one of annoyance, I took a long walk and talked it over with the voice in my heart. We came to agree that this was actually a positive event: It is a chance for me to fix my own broken karma. It is not like I haven’t made mistakes, at least one of them really serious, in my own work. By being on the receiving end of such a work mistake, I get to see this from the other side. I get to, at least to some degree, reap what I have sown. So that is good, to have the opportunity to do so while alive.

Earlier this year I read Dante’s poetic description of Purgatory, in his Divine Comedy. The literal existence of Purgatory is a matter of theological dispute, but I notice that Jewish tradition (within Kabbalah at least) support the notion that the “demons” we have created in this life will come back to haunt us in the next, until they have fully expended the power we gave them here. Since we are rather less substantial in that state, it takes a lot more time and / or intensity to pay this back.  The Buddhist notion of Hell, which is actually more like Purgatory in that it is temporary and useful, is similar to this. Although it has attracted even more grotesque imagination than Dante’s Hell, much less his rather bearable Purgatory.

I have no experience to speak with authority about the afterlife, or even the before-life. What I know is that in this life, as you move closer to God / Tao / the Light / the Source, the distance between action and reaction grows less. You get the chance to pay off your karmic debt within reasonable time, whereas if you speed away in the opposite direction, there is so long a time from crime to punishment that you may have forgotten the first when you are caught up by the latter.

Now you may argue that Jesus (or Amida Buddha) has paid your karma debt, so there should be no such reaction. But that is only partially correct. We still need to turn around and see our acts from the other side, otherwise we lack in being complete persons. If we keep slapping people and never get slapped, we live and die unaware of what we have done to others. In that example, we are usually educated hands-on in kindergarten, so we don’t need to end our days in ignorance. But when things become more subtle, it is easy to live a life of ignorance, and our soul becomes unbalanced. This is its own punishment. The (partial) perfection of the soul is its own reward, and a very great one.

If getting an inaccurate invoice can help improve my soul, it is something to give thanks for, rather than a cause for clenched fists.

***

In Silver Age superhero comics, it was not uncommon that exposure to dangerous chemicals or energies could alter a person to become a superhero, like for instance Flash who got his powers from a lightning strike in his chemicals while he was working in his lab, or the Fantastic Four who were exposed to cosmic radiation in a space shuttle. The Science enhancements in City of Heroes are based on this idea.

My imaginary character Moron Exposure is derived from this notion, except instead of being exposed to a toxic chemical, he was exposed to a toxic social environment, and gained his amazing strength and resilience from this.

I created this character a couple days ago. Nice to see someone up there is watching me even when I dive into the 2-dimensional worlds. ^_^ Or is this what they call “synchronicity”? Synchronicity of Heroes?